Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Pornosophy: The New York Times Magazine Then and Now

Young men growing up in the ‘60s read The New York Times Magazine for the
lingerie ads. It was their initiation into the secret world of the other, the
female, whose divine mysteries might already have been revealed to them in Irving Klaw’s photography which was the subject of the 2005 film, The Notorious Bettie Page. By the early’70s in order to compete with Penthouse, Playboy, in a stage of history Hugh Hefner termed the "pubic wars," would show
the full monty. What is the equivalent experience for the pubescent male today?
He attends a metaphoric striptease show in which there is neither strip nor tease. By the
age of 5 most young men and women will have had their first experience of
hardcore porn. They will have seen penetrated orifices before they even know
what they portend. What would have been science fiction to a 50’s and 60’s
adolescent is almost jaded now—much the way that the everyday application of
the principles of quantum physics (say in quantum computing) is taken for
granted today. It’s a little like going to one of those extravagant buffets at
a Bar Mitzvah or wedding parlor in which you can’t remember any of the food with all
the varying stations devoted to sushi, barbecue, delicatessen, French and
Italian cuisines and firstly not knowing what to eat and then after not
remembering it. Further, there's no such thing as lingerie, in the classic
sense of the word. Many women practice a kind of minimalism that leaves nothing to the imagination. In the 50’s
and 60’s the young man who stealthily extracted the The New York Times from the thick Sunday paper which lay outside
the door, surreptitiously beelining for the bathroom, was content with very
little, maybe just a bra, panties or stray garter. But the visual memory was as indelible as the olfactory recollection of Proust’s madeleine. Less was
definitely more. The female body was full of pregnant signs and signifiers
which have all but disappeared today, with nudity itself losing its potency, as a
sanctuary for the transgressive sensibility.

About Me

Francis Levy's debut novel, Erotomania: A Romance, was released in August 2008 by Two Dollar Radio.
His short stories, criticism, humor, and poetry have appeared in The New York Times, The Washington Post, The New Republic, The Village Voice, The East Hampton Star, The Quarterly, Penthouse, Architectural Digest, TV Guide, The Journal of Irreproducible Results, and other publications. One of his Voice humor pieces was anthologized in The Big Book of New American Humor (HarperCollins). He is presently the Co-Director of The Philoctetes Center for the Multidisciplinary Study of Imagination (philoctetes.org), where he supervises roundtable discussions on topics as varied as “The Psychology of the Modern Nation State” and “Modern Traffic Theory, Behavior, and Imagination”.